DaemonHaellDaeth

I wished I could see the world through the eyes of a child again. Amazed, I would gasp at cars passing by, shake hands with scruffy vagrants, and hurry to reach the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. I would take the world for what it is; convinced that there is a purpose to each, and everyone, and everything, and that the warming smile of the morning sun is all that I will ever need in life. I would dance around the muddy freckles soft rain paints on dusty ground, believing that it is the face of earth that reaches puberty. I would love without limits. Oblivious to the painful sting of unrequited love, my heart will be a hearth fo